Tomb Raiders Notes: Forgotten Rebirth [Bottle Evil]

"Hiss—" I opened my eyes and found that my eyes were white.

Damn, where is this?I tried to sit up clutching my aching head.

"Oh my god, you're awake!" A person rushed over suddenly.

I dodged back subconsciously, and happened to bump into someone's arms.

Only then did I see the scene inside the house clearly.

It was a fat man who rushed over, and there was a man in a pink shirt standing next to him. The man who caught me was a man in black and black sunglasses.

I looked at the fat man and frowned.

"Oh, Wu Xie, I forgot that you don't like me calling you that. It's not like you don't know that I can't change this habit..."

"I'm sorry, Wu Xie, is that my name?" I scratched my head and smiled at him.

The fat man froze for a moment, "Wu Xie, don't be joking, Fatty, I am too old to be scared."

"Then... Wu Xie is my name? Who are you?"

"Third Master, don't you remember us?" Black Glasses asked.

I looked at him without any impression, so I just shook my head and smiled.

"Then do you still remember, Zhang Qiling?"

Zhang Qi Ling?Who is that?Why should I remember him?

They seemed to notice my questioning eyes, and they stopped talking.

"Hey you haven't answered my question yet! Who are you?"

"My name is Fatty Wang, and I'm your brother who went through life and death; the pink shirt is your hair boy, Xie Yuhua; the black glasses is Heixiazi, who helped us." The fat man explained.

"Then... what's going on?" I asked.

"As expected of the third master, he misses his sweetheart even when he loses his memory," said the black glasses.

Sweetheart?What's the meaning?

"Oh naive, don't listen to their nonsense. That Zhang Qiling is also your brother." The fat man said.

"Then... why am I here?" Doubts emerged in my mind.

"It's time to change the dressing on bed 370." Suddenly a voice came in.

I turned around and saw that I was in bed 370.

"Little Xie, change your medicine first, and then go to sleep again. You are seriously injured, so you need to heal quickly." Pink Shirt said.

Then they left.

It was only when I changed the dressing that I realized how seriously injured I was. There was a ten-centimeter scar from my chest to my stomach, which seemed to be scratched by something sharp.

There are also some large or small scars, scattered all over the back, and now it still hurts when touched.

"Sir, your family members said that there may be some problems with your brain, so I will take you for some tests later," said the nurse.

"Oh okay." I put on my hospital gown and followed her out of the ward.

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